He shook and bound the strong man, arm'd
In his self-righteousness.
Faded my virtuous show,
My form without the power;
The sin-convincing Spirit blew,
And blasted every flower:
My mouth was stopt, and shame
Cover'd my guilty face;
I fell on the atoning Lamb,
And I was sav'd by grace.
Rochester.] HYMN 81. C. M.
Sinthy temple wait:
TILL, for thy loving-kindness, Lord,
I look to find thee in thy word,
Or at thy table meet.
2 Here in thine own appointed ways,
I wait to learn thy will:
Silent I stand before thy face,
And hear thee say, "Be still!
3"Be still! and know that I am God!"
'Tis all I live to know;
To feel the virtue of thy blood,
And spread its praise below!
4 I wait my vigour to renew,
Thine image to retrieve!
The veil of outward things pass through,
And gasp in thee to live.
5 I work; and own the labour vain;
And thus from works I cease:
I strive; and see my fruitless pain,
Till God create my peace.
6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart,
Must all my efforts prove;
They cannot change a sinful heart;
They cannot purchase love.
7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin,
And then the strife give o'er;
To thee I then the whole resign,
I trust in means no more.
8 I trust in Him who stands between
The Father's wrath and me:
Jesu, thou great eternal Mean,
I look for all from thee!
Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 82. 6 lines 8's. VEARY of wand'ring from my God,
And now made willing to return,
I hear and bow me to the rod;
For thee, not without hope, I mourn;
I have an advocate above,
A friend before the throne of love.
2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace,
More full of grace than I of sin; Yet once again I seek thy face,
Open thine arms and take me in!
And freely my backslidings heal,
And love the faithless sinner still.
3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back,
My fallen spirit to restore;
Oh! for thy truth and mercy's sake,
Forgive, and bid me sin no more:
The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer.
4 The stone to flesh again convert;
The veil of sin again remove :
Sprinkle thy blood upon my heart,
And melt it by thy dying love!
This rebel heart by love subdue,
And make it soft, and make it new.
5 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears,
And kindle my relentings now;
Fill my whole soul with filial fears;
To thy sweet yoke my spirit bow:
Bend by thy grace, O bend or break
The iron sinew in my neck.
6 Ah, give me, Lord, the tender heart,
That trembles at th' approach of sin:
A godly fear of sin impart;
Implant and root it deep within,
That I may dread thy gracious power,
And never dare t' offend thee more.
Kingswood.] HYMN 83. 7', 6's, & 18.
JESUS, friend of sinners, hear,
Yet once again I pray;
From my debt of sin set clear,
For I have nought to pay:
Speak, O speak the kind release,
A poor backsliding soul restore;
Love me freely, seal my peace,
And bid me sin no more.
2 For my selfishness and pride
Thou hast withdrawn thy grace;
Left me long to wander wide,
An outcast from thy face;
But I now my sins confess,
And mercy, mercy, I implore;
Love me freely, seal my peace,
And bid me sin no more.
3 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread
A hardness o'er my heart;
But if thou thy Spirit shed,
The stony shall depart:
Shed thy love, thy tenderness,
And let me feel thy soft'ning power:
Love me freely, seal my peace,
And bid me sin no more.
4 From th' oppressive power of sin
My struggling spirit free:
Perfect righteousness bring in,
Unspotted purity:
Speak, and all this war shall cease,
And sin shall give its raging o'er:
Love me freely, seal my peace,
And bid me sin no more.
5 For this only thing I pray,
And this will I require,
Take the power of sin away,
Fill me with chaste desire;
Perfect me in holiness;
Thine image to my soul restore :
Love me freely, seal my peace,
And bid me sin no more.
Clarks.] HYMN 84. 7's, 6's, & 18.
ON of God, if thy free grace
Again hath rais'd me up;
Call'd me still to seek thy face,
And given me back my hope:
Still thy timely help afford,
And all thy loving-kindness show;
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.
2 By me, O my Saviour, stand, In sore temptation's hour;
Save me with thine out-stretch'd hand,
And show forth all thy power;
O be mindful of thy word!
Thy all-sufficient grace bestow;
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.
3 Give me, Lord, a holy fear,
And fix it in my heart;
That I may from evil near
With timely care depart;
Sin be more than hell abhorr'd,
Till thou destroy the tyrant foe;
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.
4 Never let me leave thy breast,
From thee, my Saviour, stray;
Thou art my support and rest,
My true and living way ;
My exceeding great reward,
In heaven above and earth below:
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.
5 Never let me go, till I
Upborne on wings of love,
Gain the region of the sky,
And take my seat above;
See thee by all heaven ador'd,
And all thy glorious fulness know;
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord,
And never let me go.
Kingswood.] HYMN 85. 7's, 6's, & 18.
1LORD, and is thine anger gone,
And art thou pacify'd?
After all that I have done,
Dost thou no longer chide;
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